We left La Coruna on a day of light winds. We knew we would have to motor sail but we were anxious to be on our way.What we had not reckoned with was the swell. Sailors with experience of this part of the Atlantic tend to check the swell forecast as well as the wind. To my cost, we did not. The swell was awful and our angle to it not the best. We had set off at 8am and planned to have breakfast on the way -HA!.Within a short time I was feeling queasy and soon retired below with an orange bucket for company. There I stayed for about 6 hours, talking to the bucket for the whole time, Scruffbag was not sure which was greener, my face or the contents of the bucket. Never in 30 years of sailing ......
All good things come to an end, however and the one good thing about seasickness is the speed at which it departs once ports or calmer waters are entered
On entering the ria I was soon up on deck with cries of: " I am starving. Where are the biscuits?"
We were soon at a beautiful anchorage in the Ria de Camarinas eating the pate de foie gras and drinking the champagne that we had been saving for 2 years for this moment.
We spent 3 fantastic nights at this beautiful anchorage and scruffbag was able to test the new high tec washing machine.
Then it was time to leave for Ria Mouros, a short 30 mile sail away.
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